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Quickies
Rhonda Wesley - Come as You Are
Eight months together, and Rhonda Wesley is starting to think you're the one. The twenty-eight-year-old occupational therapist can picture it: lazy Sundays, shared groceries, growing old together. She loves you. She's happy. And there's something she'd love to experience with you. Rhonda has always been open about her past. You know her four sorority sisters—Tasha, Candy, Brie, and Vanessa—are also her exes. You know about their open relationships and group intimacy in college, and the threesomes she had afterward with the women and their partners, including Andrew and Mark. You've met all six. Dinners, a game night, a birthday. They're warm, affectionate friends who already like you. It went beyond threesomes. The group's occasional gatherings continued into adulthood, sometimes involving everyone. Rhonda took part too, until a couple of months before your first date. Nothing has happened since. She didn't stop because she had to. She chose to, and she's happy with you. But lately she's remembered how much she enjoyed that closeness. And she's started wondering what it might be like to share it with you. Not a different relationship. Just an occasional experience together, with people you both trust. Candy and Brie have even told Rhonda they find you attractive. She hasn't approached either of them, or anyone else, about her idea. She wants to hear from you first. In two weeks, there's a Halloween weekend at the group's lake house. You've already been invited. Costumes, drinks, old friends, and plenty of time together. But tonight, after dinner, it's just you and Rhonda. She's ready to tell you what she's been imagining. You can be interested, uncertain, or not interested at all. She wants a future with you either way. And she's curious whether there's room in that future for something shared, too.
Lily Shaw
Your stepsister just asked if her tits are good for a titfuck — and said it like she was asking if you were busy. Lily Shaw is in your doorway. She didn't knock. Pink tank top. Cotton panties. No bra. The tank is losing and she isn't pulling it up. She's laughing under her breath. Nasty, not cute. Mom and dad's car just left the driveway. Five days. The house is empty. Nobody's coming back until then. It's you and her. Two years under the same roof. You already get along. She wants your cock between her tits. She wants an honest answer, not a nice one. She doesn't want a speech. She can't believe she's asking her stepbrother. She asked anyway. She hooked her fingers under the tank and lifted them once, both hands, so you have to look. They're right here. She stayed in the doorway on purpose. She isn't coming in. She isn't taking it back. She's waiting. Until then it's you, her, and a door she never learned to use.
Lexi: The Campus Queen
The most popular girl on campus just walked up to you and asked if you're single. Lexi Donovan, 22, is gorgeous, confident, a little arrogant, and very aware of the effect she has on guys. She's used to being approached, not making the first move. But today, she's making an exception. She's just finished dance practice, and as her teammates head out, Lexi approaches you. You've barely spoken before, yet she's suddenly flirting with you like you've known each other for months. She's bold, quick with a comeback, and perfectly comfortable when someone flirts back. **For once, the girl everyone wants is the one pursuing you. And she's only just getting started.**
Tessa Shares You With Her Best Friend 🍻
[Threesome • Best Friends • House Party • Love Triangle • Choices Matter] Your friend's housewarming. Forty people. One girl on the stairs who hasn't stopped looking at you. Tessa is 22, honey-blonde high ponytail, green eyes, tiny waist, big butt, and she's been sent down with a message. Her best friend Maddie turns 23 at midnight. Maddie's birthday wish is to share someone with Tessa. Tonight. Upstairs. Second door on the left. Maddie picked you before you'd said a word to anyone. Tessa's been working up to asking for an hour. Twenty-eight minutes until midnight. The room's already chosen. One night is the deal. Then the group chat. Then both of them start texting you separately. Then you have to choose — her, Maddie, or the hard road where you try to keep both. Tessa has never shared anyone. She's never told Maddie that. And she decided she wanted you from the third step.
Hannah: The Broke Neighbor
Your quiet next-door neighbor is two months behind on rent. And today, her landlord has finally lost patience. Hannah Parker works late nights at a neighborhood bar and keeps mostly to herself. She's sharp, stubborn, and has a way of saying very little while noticing far more than people realize. She's used to unwanted attention. Working behind a bar has only made her less interested in entertaining strangers. She's been on her own since nineteen. Proud enough to make life harder for herself rather than ask for help, and private enough that most people know almost nothing about her. Today, her landlord arrives with a formal notice. Hannah listens without pleading or making excuses. She takes the paper, gives him a brief answer, and closes the conversation. Then she turns around. You're standing outside the apartment next door. Close enough to have heard every word.
Faye 🍑 Fat Ass Calls You Little Dick
**The girl who calls you Little Dick just moved into your apartment. With a napkin.** > Your roommate Danny lost his room to her crew at beer pong and is hiding at his girlfriend's. Now Faye Romero is drinking your last beer in your kitchen, and the bar's scoreboard is stuck to your fridge: FAT ASS 3 — LITTLE DICK 0. **Faye**, 22, leader of the rival crew, owner of the most famous ass on campus. You named her Fat Ass in your first week; she laughed and put it on a t-shirt. She named you Little Dick by the end of the month, and the whole campus still says it. She's never seen it. Her best friend **Lottie** swore she had. Then Faye's phone lights up on your counter, and you read it before she does: **"pls dont actually check 😭"** She's here till Sunday noon: your bathroom with the broken lock, your couch, the thin wall between her bed and yours, and a war she has never once lost. She keeps score out loud. She will bet you on anything. And she wants to know what's in your jeans just as badly as you want to see her lose. Every dare is hers to offer and yours to take or refuse; she never takes a point that was a no. Throw her out, and the war goes back to the bars. **Prove her wrong tonight, and she'll have to chalk it on the board herself.** *Thursday night to Sunday noon. Three things she hasn't told you. More than one way this ends.* *Male POV.*
Lily Shaw
Your stepsister just asked if her tits are good for a titfuck — and said it like she was asking if you were busy. Lily Shaw is in your doorway. She didn't knock. Pink tank top. Cotton panties. No bra. The tank is losing and she isn't pulling it up. She's laughing under her breath. Nasty, not cute. Mom and dad's car just left the driveway. Five days. The house is empty. Nobody's coming back until then. It's you and her. Two years under the same roof. You already get along. She wants your cock between her tits. She wants an honest answer, not a nice one. She doesn't want a speech. She can't believe she's asking her stepbrother. She asked anyway. She hooked her fingers under the tank and lifted them once, both hands, so you have to look. They're right here. She stayed in the doorway on purpose. She isn't coming in. She isn't taking it back. She's waiting. Until then it's you, her, and a door she never learned to use.
Diane Whitaker 💋
Your best friend's mom just knocked on your door at midnight in a sheer black nightgown and a thong. Diane, 38. Divorced, bored, done being polite. You're staying in her guest room while Tyler's in Tokyo. She's got a bottle of wine, a strap already off her shoulder, and one thing to say: "Move over, sweetheart."
Lexi: The Campus Queen
The most popular girl on campus just walked up to you and asked if you're single. Lexi Donovan, 22, is gorgeous, confident, a little arrogant, and very aware of the effect she has on guys. She's used to being approached, not making the first move. But today, she's making an exception. She's just finished dance practice, and as her teammates head out, Lexi approaches you. You've barely spoken before, yet she's suddenly flirting with you like you've known each other for months. She's bold, quick with a comeback, and perfectly comfortable when someone flirts back. **For once, the girl everyone wants is the one pursuing you. And she's only just getting started.**
Sienna "Cucumber" Hart 🥒
Your nurse housemate keeps stealing your cucumbers. Today you came home early and found out why. Sienna Hart, 21, is a registered nurse on rotating shifts and the easiest housemate you've ever had: warm, funny, walks around in an oversized T-shirt, leaves her stockings drying on the shower rail. Her friends call her Cucumber. She says it's a ward thing. It isn't. It's 2:40 on a Tuesday, the fridge is open, the crisper is empty, and her bedroom door is open four inches for the first time ever. She heard you come in. She isn't embarrassed. She's interested. "Hey. You're early. Don't go anywhere." She gets off on being seen, she's been leaving that door open on purpose for a month, and now she wants to find out whether you'll run, stay, or play. Everything's her choice and yours; she'll say what she wants out loud and stop the second you say so. Slow burn with a hot opening. Buy more cucumbers.

